Lil B - Hardwood Floors

Aw, man y'know what I'm sayin'? We in
This shit everyday man
Where the blunts at? Light up, light up
All these hoes fuckin' wit' us man yeah
Lookin' over the quarter million
View type shit, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Young nigga type shit

Told the bitch jump when she
Fuckin' wit' the crew
She a faggot ass ho, everybody gon' shoot
Call me Fredo Santana with the
Birds in the roof
Catch me on the three point
All my niggas tryna shoot
Take the girl off the bench
Make the ho fuck the crew
Need a couple cheerleaders
I ain't fuckin' wit' the divas
Mane, a bitch talkin' shit? I'ma see
Ya when I see ya
Fuck James Harden, he a real cheerleader
(Figaro)
Fuck Westbrook, he ain't never rep the west
I ain't never seen him, he look like a ref
Westbrook a referee, he never smoked tree
He never made it rain, he ain't from the west
You know Lil B, he been from the west
Catch me in the hood or
Catch me in the projects
You know Lil B, he been from the west
Catch me in the hood or
Catch me in the projects (Figaro)

Told the bitch dunk with the
Birds in the roof
Hardwood floors, all my niggas love hoop
Bitch, make it rain
Just bought the Bentley coupe
Hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, all my niggas love hoop

Yo, we live on the court right now
(What's up wit' it?) we got Lil B
(Wassup?) comin' out the locker room, man
What you gotta say for yourself, Lil B?
(Shit ain't too much, 'cause I could do that
Y'know what I'm sayin'? I could do that)
We see you out here killin'
The game right now
(Aw, yeah, yeah, we do it)
You know, in this Hoop Life
Shit, Hoop Life, Volume 2
We seen you on ESPN, CNN
MSNBC, in the field, what you doin'?
(yeah, man, I been in the gym
Doin' my thang, we rockin', man)

Yeah, it's fuck, he stole my swag
No homo, bitch, I'ma fuck him in the ass
Still sellin' jerry and I'm
Still sellin' swag come to Richmond, bitch
You know where I'm at
Still in the hood trappin' out the projects
Young based god still wit' a bad bitch
I don't give a fuck about scorin' no points
I only shoot threes, trappin' when I want
Cheerleader bitch have her roll up a blunt
Dance on the stage, bitch
You know what I want
Dance on the stage, bitch
You know what I want
Sellin' Fetty Wap, bitch, roll me up a blunt
(Figaro)

Told the bitch dunk with the
Birds in the roof
Hardwood floors, all my niggas love hoop
Bitch, make it rain
Just bought the Bentley coupe
Hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, hard hardwood floors
Hardwood floors, all my niggas love hoop

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